Dysphoria

This is a poem regarding gender dysphoria and being transgender. If you do not support that kind of thing, please do not leave rude comments and simply click away. I actually found this poem recently in one of my old journals from almost three years ago now, so there is much history to this poem. I touch myself I feel...wrong Like something's missing Or isn't supposed to be there But I ignore the feeling I get on with life "I'm just self conscience" A pitiful lie Next I turn around To hear what was said "Boys on one side, girls on the other" Is what the teacher says And I follow those who look like me then But there's no sense of belonging I feel out of place And panic screams inside of me I am not who I am There's another inside of me She screams in chains Shackled to the curse of a body The body, shackled to the norm of society I'm told that I'm supposed to grow old like this And I die on the inside It feels like the wrong fuel for an engine Or a square peg in a round hole I imagine myself Beautiful and free I get told that I'm wrong But I know it's who I am supposed to be And so like a caterpillar I metamorphisize Until the beautiful butterfly inside of me Gracefully flies out and away